Earlier this Volume 2, Diane is back in Paris, bought his coffee to his parents and made a new meeting, a tender and caring man, Olivier, with whom she seems finally subsided.
But of course, Ireland and the beautiful Edward will reappear in the background.
I say stop, because what was a sentimental novel in Volume 1 here is a sticky syrup that melodrama overflows every page, where everything is "too much": too beautiful, too sad, too predictable, too artificial, too easy, too happy end. The reader constantly has an edge on the text, phrase and presto, you guess what will happen (even the appearance of Declan in the landscape, the frame is transparent and therefore, you know the end )
I confess I do not understand the title: life is easy, do not worry; ah yeah, sure that in such a novel, life is so simple that one wonders why it persists in the live differently. Just believe. Hum.